But I'd give my horn just to see my homeland, I'm a lone rhinoceros
1615.3 calories, 28.75 g fat. That is what I ate yesterday. Not bad start to the diet.
Chris & I went out shopping (where Chris was spending like a drunken Kennedy), and at one point, we were going through a food court at a mall, and I was tempted, but I held tough and went home and had chicken/pineapple/water chestnut dinner. And 6 saltine crackers. With fat free cheese. Yummy!
Actually, it wasn’t all bad. I wasn’t hungry at any point in the day. It wasn’t like I didn’t have the energy to do what I had to do. I just had the urge all day long to be eating food and eating food and eating food.
One really fun part of doing this specific diet is that I had to buy a food scale yesterday. You can’t really judge 7 ounces of cubed chicken without one. I can’t eyeball a 5 oz. sirloin steak, so I needed it. I will now use it to measure all kinds of crazy things, but not my cats as the scale is only good up to 11 pounds. And my cats are getting to be much bigger than 11 pounds.
Here is confession time. I didn’t run on Saturday. I wanted to run, but after working at the theatre on Friday I was shattered (that is my new british slang term!) and Saturday morning my legs were still in pain, and I had to work another 6 hours Saturday afternoon, so I decided not to run Saturday, and then I don’t run on Sundays, so I only ran 4 times last week. The ironic part is that on Friday, after I finished running, I told Carl I felt like I could have run 5 more miles. I felt great running, wasn’t exhausted, had a good pace and it was working great.
And, this is the second week in a row where I’ve only run 4 times/week. I want to keep up with running 5 times/week. If I do this low calorie diet and don’t lose weight due to not running enough, I will be quite upset, to say the least.
It is only 10 am, I’ve eaten what I was allotted for breakfast, and I feel I could eat the ass out of a dead rhinoceros right now. As long as there was cheese on it, of course.
Chris & I went out shopping (where Chris was spending like a drunken Kennedy), and at one point, we were going through a food court at a mall, and I was tempted, but I held tough and went home and had chicken/pineapple/water chestnut dinner. And 6 saltine crackers. With fat free cheese. Yummy!
Actually, it wasn’t all bad. I wasn’t hungry at any point in the day. It wasn’t like I didn’t have the energy to do what I had to do. I just had the urge all day long to be eating food and eating food and eating food.
One really fun part of doing this specific diet is that I had to buy a food scale yesterday. You can’t really judge 7 ounces of cubed chicken without one. I can’t eyeball a 5 oz. sirloin steak, so I needed it. I will now use it to measure all kinds of crazy things, but not my cats as the scale is only good up to 11 pounds. And my cats are getting to be much bigger than 11 pounds.
Here is confession time. I didn’t run on Saturday. I wanted to run, but after working at the theatre on Friday I was shattered (that is my new british slang term!) and Saturday morning my legs were still in pain, and I had to work another 6 hours Saturday afternoon, so I decided not to run Saturday, and then I don’t run on Sundays, so I only ran 4 times last week. The ironic part is that on Friday, after I finished running, I told Carl I felt like I could have run 5 more miles. I felt great running, wasn’t exhausted, had a good pace and it was working great.
And, this is the second week in a row where I’ve only run 4 times/week. I want to keep up with running 5 times/week. If I do this low calorie diet and don’t lose weight due to not running enough, I will be quite upset, to say the least.
It is only 10 am, I’ve eaten what I was allotted for breakfast, and I feel I could eat the ass out of a dead rhinoceros right now. As long as there was cheese on it, of course.
posted by Mike at 7:48 AM
1 Comments:
What does the ass of a dead rhino taste like. I would be willing to try. We should make a road trip to Africa.
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